[Intro] The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers The traces of the smallest spider's web The colours of the moonshine's watery beams Ooh [Chorus 1] The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers The traces of the smallest spider's web The colours of the moonshine's watery beams Ooh The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers The traces of the smallest spider's web The colours of the moonshine's watery beams Ooh The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers The traces of the smallest spider's web The colours of the moonshine's watery beams [Verse 1] Oh, then I see Queen Mab has been with you She is the fairest midwife and she comes in shape no bigger than an agate stone On the forefinger of an alderman [Bridge] [?] with the deem of little anatomies of portman noses as they lie asleep Her wagon spokes made of lung spinners legs [Chorus 2] The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers The traces of the smallest spider's web The colours of the moonshine's watery beams Ooh The cover of the wings of gra**hoppers The traces of the smallest spider's web The colours of the moonshine's watery beams Ooh [Verse 2] Her whip of a cricket's bone, the lash of film Her wagoner a small great coded man Not so big as a brown little worm Pricked from a lazy finger of a maid [Bridge 2] Her chariot is an empty hazelnut Made by the [?] squirrel or old grub Time out of [?] [?], coach made [?] And in this state she... (gathers night by night) night by night [Breakdown] [?] [?] [?], and then they dream of love They dream They dream They dream of love Ooh [Chorus 3] The cover of wings of gra**hoppers The traces of the smallest spider's web The colours of the moonshine's watery beams Ooh The cover of wings of gra**hoppers The traces of the smallest spider's web The colours of the moonshine's watery beams Ooh [Verse 3] Over Cordia's knees they dream on Curt's Sea Strait Over lawyers fingers fall straight dream on [?] Over lady's lips will straight on kisses dream Which of the angry mab with blisters [?] Because of the [?] with sweet needs taint are... [Outro] Oh, then I see Queen Mab has been with you She is the fairest midwife and she comes in shape no bigger than an agate stone On the forefinger of an alderman [?] [?] with the deem of little anatomies of portman noses as they lie asleep